- Chapter 213
- Ruby’s patience was wearing thin. With a sharp tone, she said, “If it’s not you, then it must be Joycelyn, right?”
- The thought of this possibility erupted Ruby’s anger, building pressure to the point of explosion.
- “Ms. Wilson, you seem quite concerned about this. May I ask, what does it have to do with you?” Leah’s voice was gentle, carrying a soft smile as she effortlessly turned the question toward Ruby, leaving her no room to respond.
- Sensing that the situation was growing increasingly absurd, the surrounding VIPS lost interest and quietly dispersed. No longer gathering by the door to gossip, they mingled in the banquet hall and enjoyed the evening.
- Sandra helped Luna get some rest and settled into a nearby lounge area.
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- Only Ruby remained, standing before Leah and blocking her way. The two were now in opposition, and where Ruby had once trusted Leah’s medical expertise, all she felt now was suspicion and hostility.
- Isolde settled into a chair in the lounge, gently rubbing the back of her neck. “How strange. Everything just went dark all of a sudden.”
- “Isolde, the doctor advised you to stay calm and avoid any drafts or chills,” Joycelyn said, stepping forward to check Isolde’s neck. She found nothing unusual.
- Iris stood awkwardly, watching Joycelyn and Isolde share such a close moment, her eyes filled with scheming thoughts.
- “So you’re Joycelyn’s mother, are you? To raise such an outstanding daughter, I imagine she must have inherited most of her qualities from her father.”
- Isolde sat tall, the marks of age etched deeply into her face, yet she still radiated an undeniable authority that no ordinary person could rival. Her words, spoken with calm precision, completely disregarded Iris.
- “Yes, of course, Isolde. You’re absolutely right,” Iris murmured, her head lowered, too afraid to show any sign of defiance.
- Joycelyn thought, ‘She’s so weak and reserved, easily manipulated. Anyone with a fragile heart would be ashamed to see their mother act this way. Thankfully, I’ve lost all hope in her, feeling nothing but indifference.
- “Since you feel that way, then stop interfering with Joycelyn’s life. Joycelyn has an incredible future ahead of her, and she can’t afford to have someone like you standing in her way. As a mother, you’re failing her,” Isolde said, her words sharp and direct.
- Iris lifted her gaze, staring blankly, rejecting Isolde’s blunt words.
- “I gave birth to her, raised her, and nurtured her into who she is. Without me, she wouldn’t be where she is today. You can’t say that about me, Isolde,” Iris replied, her voice wavering, yet her defiance still evident.
- “Indeed, without your harsh treatment, Joycelyn wouldn’t have developed such a strong will. But now, she is one of the key talents being cultivated by the Grant Group. If you continue to make things difficult for her, you’ll be opposing us directly. I may be old, but I still have plenty of people who can help. Finding Joycelyn a more suitable set of parents is hardly a challenge,” Isolde said with a smile.
- Iris immediately grew upset at the words. “That’s impossible. Joycelyn is my daughter. I gave birth to her, and I raised her! I’m her mother!”
- “With money, anything is possible. I could find someone with the same name and bloodline and quietly replace you without anyone noticing,” Isolde said with a friendly smile, but the air around her crushed an undeniable force.
- Iris felt a suffocating pressure closing in on her chest. Fear flicked her eyes as she stammered, “What are you going to do?”
- “How many wealthy families do you know that are truly spotless? If you don’t behave, Mrs. Mercer, I can find Joycelyn a
- more respectable mother–comeone who won’t bring her shame or make her uncomfortable in pedic trodde said with a smile
- But that smile sent a chill down Iris’s spine. “Y–You you’re going to kill me?
- “Ah! I’m too old for such things” Isolde chuckled. “Hut replacing you? That’s easy enough, 1 could find someone similar to you to take your place. As for where you’d go, I have plenty of options–dungeons, deserted islands, plenty of places to keep you?
- Iris took several steps back, her face filled with disbelief and fear.
- “Do you think I won’t go out and expose you?” she stammered.
- “You’re welcome to go, Isolde said with a smile in her sharp, knowing eyes, “Go ahead and expose me, as long as you can guarantee you’ll leave here in one piece?
- Iris was terrified, her face draining of color.
- She turned to Joycelyn, who had remained silent, trembling as she pointed at her. “You! You heard that. I am your mother?
- “I certainly don’t agree with this, but one must look out for themselves, right? Everyone wants a better future, Joycelyn said with a soft smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes.
- “You would go so far as to hurt me for the sake of your future!” Iris’s voice shook with emotion, her face filled with disappointment and accusation.
- Joycelyn’s expression remained calm, her lips curling into a cold, indifferent smile. “If you can harm me, why can’t I do the same to you?”
- “If you don’t behave, the Grant family will be keeping a close eye on you, ready to take action at any moment,” Isolde said with a sigh. “If you start running your mouth, you might find yourself unable to speak one day. I heard Cedric and Tristan have ended up in a rather unfortunate situation–quite amusing, don’t you think?” She added with a knowing smile.
- Terrified, Iris grabbed a cloth and fled as if some malevolent force chased her.
- After Iris left, Joycelyn sighed softly, silently watching Isolde. Her eyes began to fill with tears. “Isolde, I’m sorry,” she whispered.
- “Silly child, it’s not your fault having a mother like that,” Isolde said softly. “I had planned to help her out with some money, but with her weakness–and Phineas and Octavia stirring trouble–maybe fear is the only way to keep her in check.”
- “I know what you’re worried about,” Isolde said, her voice reassuring. “From now on, we’re family. The Grant family will be your strongest support. Now, come–let me take you outside.” Isolde raised her hand, signaling for Joycelyn to help her up.
- Only moments ago, Isolde had been firm and calculating, using kindness and intimidation. Now, her face softened with warmth, like a playful old soul.
- “That performance was pretty good, wasn’t it?”
- “Yes, Oscar–worthy,” Joycelyn smiled, offering her praise.
- Just as Joycelyn was about to help Isolde leave, a commotion from the hallway caught her attention. Moments later, the door
- swung open.
- Ellison stood in the doorway, his presence cold and commanding.
- Joycelyn had been feeling off all evening, but the moment she saw Ellison’s calm, handsome face, her mood shifted, and her eyes brightened with relief.
- 06:55 Thu, 6 Mar
- Chapter 213
- “What are you doing here?” Joycelyn asked, not realizing her voice had taken on a hint of playful reliance.
An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 213
An Joycelyn English Novel Chapter 213
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An Joycelyn English Novel
Status: Ongoing Native Language: English
